No Black Devil, No More?
The Hum-drum, the boom-boom, the clap-trap
And the white monster’s vacation is over
But did the devil just change, color so they ask
And why do we look east for the devil, when center-right it dwells?
The white-devil lives and the white devil reigns
The black devil is dead and the requiem was short
Was it from Africa or Asia?
No, they worship an awesome God in Asia
And they love and care for their brothers in Africa
Nobody bombed Lagos or Nairobi, but New-York
And they never spotted the black devil in Manhattan or Houston
The white-bullet shot a nigger in Brooklyn as the birth of a baby was celebrated in Kumasi
And the Yale Professor was busted in a hashish chase, when the land of Gandhi went serene
But, sorry, the cable missed that!
When machetes flew wild in Rwanda – that was 1994
They blamed the black-devil for the blood-bath
But it never took long, before truth could oust
Soon came the confession and the white devil had been there
And draped in crocodile tears the white monster took responsibility
They say the black devil’s cousin lives in Afghanistan
But as a young lad he had been seen in the streets of Tel-Aviv
Sleek and gaiety, so he explored the mountains from a far
Just in time to see where the wells were deep
And so his master commandeered the raid in the name of the white devil
Save me the crap, so I can jump
Without a grudge, so we can fair-trade
Hoping the loins of your greed lay tamed, as I take you down the well
For we all need the well, just the same way you need your wheels
But where was your god when the devil changed color?